[Mick]
Day 2. Ennerdale - Grasmere. 26km (total 57km)
The day dawned bright and early. We dawned achey and not-so-early. All felt more than capable however of the trials and tribulations, the highs and lows, the food and beer that lay ahead of us.
Black Sail, we were reminded after 90 mintes, is a long way away. Martin and Eddie hot-footed it in trainers while Tony and I stomped along in boots.
[Eddie]
The climb up to Seavy Knott was hard in the sun, but it was nice to know that we weren't going over Red Pike. We began to discuss how much later than us the three chaps going that way would be upon arrival at Grasmere.
The long descent along the tramway and then the old road might be seen as disheartening as ahead, behind Glaramara, was the path up to Greenup Edge. Lunch was taken in Rosthwaite as the cafe in Seatoller was found to be expensive. Lunch in Rosthwaite was also expensive. But this was because we all ate lots!
[Martin]
We left Rosthwaite towards the Langstrath and began our ascent of Greenup Edge. This was hard...
At the top we logged our phones in and called ahead to secure dinner at Grasmere YHA. Descending via the Easedale Valley, we reached Grasmere Thorney Howe at 1820 hrs, feeling thankful that we hadn't come down the ridge. We did manage to see lots of Bog Asphodel though... (see AW [Alfred Wainwirght's Coast To Coast Book] for clarification)
[Mick]
Unfortunately, only one shower for ALL the men (are they trying to say we don't wash, or that we smell sweet enough anyway) meant that Tony and I had to wait until after dinner to clean our sweaty bodies. Never mind, Martin provided the entertainment by pouring coffee into the tea pot while I tucked into my cheese & lentil bake.
After supper (& showers) we trooped down to Tweedies Bar for a pint of Jennings / Old Peculiar before heading back to Martin's bedtime stories from the Langdale Mountain Rescue book.
Tomorrow: Wussy Day. Hurrah.
Stupid Points: Martin deciding to top up the half empty teapot by using the coffee pot...
Quotes: "My only soiled clothes are my pants" Mick
"I think I need some vaseline for my bottom" Ed
Day 2. Ennerdale - Grasmere. 26km (total 57km)
The day dawned bright and early. We dawned achey and not-so-early. All felt more than capable however of the trials and tribulations, the highs and lows, the food and beer that lay ahead of us.
Black Sail, we were reminded after 90 mintes, is a long way away. Martin and Eddie hot-footed it in trainers while Tony and I stomped along in boots.
[Eddie]
The climb up to Seavy Knott was hard in the sun, but it was nice to know that we weren't going over Red Pike. We began to discuss how much later than us the three chaps going that way would be upon arrival at Grasmere.
The long descent along the tramway and then the old road might be seen as disheartening as ahead, behind Glaramara, was the path up to Greenup Edge. Lunch was taken in Rosthwaite as the cafe in Seatoller was found to be expensive. Lunch in Rosthwaite was also expensive. But this was because we all ate lots!
[Martin]
We left Rosthwaite towards the Langstrath and began our ascent of Greenup Edge. This was hard...
At the top we logged our phones in and called ahead to secure dinner at Grasmere YHA. Descending via the Easedale Valley, we reached Grasmere Thorney Howe at 1820 hrs, feeling thankful that we hadn't come down the ridge. We did manage to see lots of Bog Asphodel though... (see AW [Alfred Wainwirght's Coast To Coast Book] for clarification)
[Mick]
Unfortunately, only one shower for ALL the men (are they trying to say we don't wash, or that we smell sweet enough anyway) meant that Tony and I had to wait until after dinner to clean our sweaty bodies. Never mind, Martin provided the entertainment by pouring coffee into the tea pot while I tucked into my cheese & lentil bake.
After supper (& showers) we trooped down to Tweedies Bar for a pint of Jennings / Old Peculiar before heading back to Martin's bedtime stories from the Langdale Mountain Rescue book.
Tomorrow: Wussy Day. Hurrah.
Stupid Points: Martin deciding to top up the half empty teapot by using the coffee pot...
Quotes: "My only soiled clothes are my pants" Mick
"I think I need some vaseline for my bottom" Ed
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